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"Oi, Kiku, hurry up! We're gonna be late for our shift if you don't hurry up!" Yong Soo yelled into the bedroom of the dingy apartment before slipping on a pair of blue pumps.
"Honestly, he takes so long…you'd think he's a fucking geisha or something…" Yong Soo muttered to Yao, who was busy checking the state of his make-up in the small mirror in the "living room."
"I wouldn't complain about Kiku taking so long, aru. You take just as long, aru." Yao said, applying a bit of red lipstick. Yong Soo merely ignored the comment and continued struggle with his shoes. After a few minutes, Yong Soo had finally gotten his shoes on and Yao's make-up was precariously applied and Kiku still wasn't out of the bedroom.
"I'll go check on him, aru. He's probably trying to fix his hair, aru." Yao said before heading back into the small room the brothers shared.
"Hey, Kiku? What's keeping you? Shift starts in an hour and you know how the boss gets if we're late." Yao said as he entered the room. There was Kiku, seated at the small vanity, desperately trying to fix his hair into something presentable.
"Aiya, Kiku, lets go. Don't want to keep them waiting, aru." Kiku looked up at Yao, his large brown eyes rimmed with blue eyeshadow.
"Yao, my hair looks awful." He said simply. Yao sighed and picked up a small gold flowered comb and stuck it in Kiku's ebony hair.
"You look pretty, now let's go before we get our pay docked, aru." Kiku sighed and got up from the vanity before slipping into a pair of black heels. He glanced in the mirror, checking his appearance one final time (and frowning at the state of his hair) before following Yao out the room.
"Well its about time! Jeez Kiku, what the hell were you doing in there?" Yong Soo said angrily, getting off the sofa.
"I'm sorry, I was trying to make myself look more presentable..." Kiku said, heading towards the door.
"Is this about that guy from the other night? All he said was that you should let your hair grow out a bit. He was an idiot, Kiku, don't worry about it." Yong Soo said, following Kiku and Yao out the door and onto the street. Kiku shivered slightly, he really should've grabbed a coat.
"Aiya, it's chilly tonight, aru. I'm begininng to wish I had worn sleeves." Yao said.
"Heh, don't worry. Where we're going, we're not gonna need jackets." Yong Soo said, leading the way down to to the cabaret where they were employed.
"Perhaps Yong S—I mean Soo-chan is looking for someone to keep her warm tonight, aru?" Yao teased, causing Yong Soo to blush.
"Be quiet, Yao-chan, not all of us have someone to provide warmth." Yong Soo shot back but Yao merely giggled. Ivan was a member of one of the few Soviet troops stationed in Japan and he had recently started frequenting the cabaret where the brothers worked. Everytime he came, he always requested Yao; Yao was all too happy to spend the evening drinking and chatting with the Soviet and the Soviet was all too happy to shower attention as well as gifts on Yao. The other night, Ivan had gifted Yao a pair of beautiful red haircombs. In fact, Yao was wearing them with his short red and gold cheongsam, another gift that Ivan had given him.
"And what of it, aru. I can't help it that Ivan-chan enjoys my company, aru." Yao said dreamily. Kiku smiled, it was nice to see his brother happy again.
"I'm glad Ivan-san enjoys spending time with you, Yao. I wish I could find someone like that…." Kiku said. Yong Soo, who had been leading the way, stopped suddenly and turned to face Kiku and Yao with a mischevious grin.
"Look at you two, you sound like a couple of lovestruck village girls. Why tie yourself to one when you can have many?" It was no secret that Yong Soo was one of the more popular "girls" at the cabaret, he generally amassed a nice group of GIs to entertain.
"Yong Soo, not all of us are so lucky to be as popular as you." Kiku said quietly but Yong Soo just continued on. With his short brown hair with the blue ribbon and his cheerful grin and lively disposition, Yong Soo never failed to catch the attention of the GIs. In fact, both Yao and Yong Soo were pretty popular with Allies. Yao was the picture of Asian beauty–long flowing hair, a sweet face, and light build. It was no wonder why Ivan preferred to stay around Yao.
"Aiya, Kiku, you forget about Asa-san. He's been requesting a lot, lately, aru." Kiku blushed slightly. He didn't want to admit it to his brothers, but Arthur was more of a friend than a companion. He found that he and the Englishman had a lot in common and it was nice to have someone to talk about these interests with.
"Yeah Kiku! What about Arthur?"
"A-asa-san is only a friend…he has someone back home." Kiku said finally.
"So? As does Eduard and Francis but that doesn't stop them from, ah, requesting me." Yong Soo said coyishly as they turned down the alley next to their club. Kiku shook his head, most of the GIs preferred to "look, not touch" seeing as the majority of them had women back home, but occaisionally there was a single one (like Ivan) or ones that simply did not care (like Edouard and Francis). Naturally, Yong Soo attracted the non-single ones.
Finally, the trio arrived at the employee entrance at their club and entered, making sure to sign in first. It was only five-thirty, most of the club's clientele would not arrive until sometime after six o'clock. Until then, they were expected to prepare the club, freshen up, practice any songs, and just make themselves ready for the GIs.
The club was rather small compared to most of the others in the Yoshiwara district but it had a loyal clientele. There were only six hostesses: the three brothers, two girls named Wan and Mai-anh, and then another "girl" named Sunan; the club was run by a man by the name of Kin and Wan doubled as the bartender. It was rather garishly decorated, with a jukebox in the corner and neon signs. The bar was of finely polished wood and even when no one was in there, it always seemed smokey. The exterior was common for the district, a small building with the name of the club emblazoned in neon lights and another sign that simply said "gaijin nomi" to let civilians know they were not allowed inside.
They began making preparations such as cleaning as well as stocking the bar, setting up the jukebox, and just trying to keep themselves occupied until the patrons arrived. Seeing that it was Friday, they probably wouldn't have long to wait. Sure enough, at six o'clock on the dot, the first wave of people entered the club.
"There's Ivan-chan," Yao whispered breathlessly to Kiku, pointing to a tall, blonde man flanked by two other people: a shorter, nervous looking boy and then a man of medium height, "and he brought friends, aru! Come on Kiku, let's go meet them, aru. Maybe one of them will take a liking to you, aru." Kiku allowed himself to be led over to where the Soviet was standing, taking pleasure in seeing Ivan's face light up when Yao got closer.
"Ivan-chan!" Yao called out, raising his voice a few octaves. "Its so good to see you, aru!" It wasn't possible for his grin to be any wider.
"Yao-chan," Ivan began in his rough, accented English, "you look beautiful. I'm glad to see that you're wearing the gifts I got you, da." Yao positively glowed.
"It is a gift from my dear Ivan-chan, of course, aru." Yao said sweetly, flipping his hair. "Aiya, who are your friends, aru?"
"Ah, this is Toris and Raivis, they are members of my unit, da." The aforementioned men awkwardly bowed, both of them murmuring polite hellos. Kiku and Yao bowed deeply in return in greeting.
"Hello boys, I'm Yao and this is my sister, Kiku, aru." He said, motioning to Kiku. Kiku gave a shy smile to which Toris returned.
"Pleased to meet you both." Toris replied, not taking his eyes off Kiku. Yao smiled before turning his attention back to Ivan.
"The pleasure is ours, Toris-san." Kiku said, also raising the pitch of his voice. He was about to offer to grab some bottles of sake when he noticed Arthur enter through the door. Politely, he excused himself, making sure to present Toris with his business card before heading over to where the Englishmen sat at the bar.
"Ah, Kiku. As always, it's a pleasure to see you. You look beautiful." Arthur greeted before pulling out the stool next to him.
"Domo, Asa-san. You always have such kind words for me…" Kiku said as settled into the seat. Arthur smiled before ordering a couple of bottles of sake that were promptly delivered. As expected, Kiku poured a generous amount into Arthur's ochoko before allowing the Brit to do the same. Arthur set the bottle down before lifting his cup to toast Kiku's.
"Cheers, Kiku." There was a small clink of the cups and Kiku sipped the warm sake as Arthur did the same.
"Well, what shall we talk about tonight, Kiku? Arthur asked before taking another sip.
"Whatever Asa-san wishes to talk about." Kiku replied.

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"Oi, Kiku, hurry up! We're gonna be late for our shift if you don't hurry up!" Yong Soo yelled into the bedroom of the dingy apartment before slipping on a pair of blue pumps.
"Honestly, he takes so long…you'd think he's a fucking geisha or something…" Yong Soo muttered to Yao, who was busy checking the state of his make-up in the small mirror in the "living room."
"I wouldn't complain about Kiku taking so long, aru. You take just as long, aru." Yao said, applying a bit of red lipstick. Yong Soo merely ignored the comment and continued struggle with his shoes. After a few minutes, Yong Soo had finally gotten his shoes on and Yao's make-up was precariously applied and Kiku still wasn't out of the bedroom.
"I'll go check on him, aru. He's probably trying to fix his hair, aru." Yao said before heading back into the small room the brothers shared.
"Hey, Kiku? What's keeping you? Shift starts in an hour and you know how the boss gets if we're late." Yao said as he entered the room. There was Kiku, seated at the small vanity, desperately trying to fix his hair into something presentable.
"Aiya, Kiku, lets go. Don't want to keep them waiting, aru." Kiku looked up at Yao, his large brown eyes rimmed with blue eyeshadow.
"Yao, my hair looks awful." He said simply. Yao sighed and picked up a small gold flowered comb and stuck it in Kiku's ebony hair.
"You look pretty, now let's go before we get our pay docked, aru." Kiku sighed and got up from the vanity before slipping into a pair of black heels. He glanced in the mirror, checking his appearance one final time (and frowning at the state of his hair) before following Yao out the room.
"Well its about time! Jeez Kiku, what the hell were you doing in there?" Yong Soo said angrily, getting off the sofa.
"I'm sorry, I was trying to make myself look more presentable..." Kiku said, heading towards the door.
"Is this about that guy from the other night? All he said was that you should let your hair grow out a bit. He was an idiot, Kiku, don't worry about it." Yong Soo said, following Kiku and Yao out the door and onto the street. Kiku shivered slightly, he really should've grabbed a coat.
"Aiya, it's chilly tonight, aru. I'm begininng to wish I had worn sleeves." Yao said.
"Heh, don't worry. Where we're going, we're not gonna need jackets." Yong Soo said, leading the way down to to the cabaret where they were employed.
"Perhaps Yong S—I mean Soo-chan is looking for someone to keep her warm tonight, aru?" Yao teased, causing Yong Soo to blush.
"Be quiet, Yao-chan, not all of us have someone to provide warmth." Yong Soo shot back but Yao merely giggled. Ivan was a member of one of the few Soviet troops stationed in Japan and he had recently started frequenting the cabaret where the brothers worked. Everytime he came, he always requested Yao; Yao was all too happy to spend the evening drinking and chatting with the Soviet and the Soviet was all too happy to shower attention as well as gifts on Yao. The other night, Ivan had gifted Yao a pair of beautiful red haircombs. In fact, Yao was wearing them with his short red and gold cheongsam, another gift that Ivan had given him.
"And what of it, aru. I can't help it that Ivan-chan enjoys my company, aru." Yao said dreamily. Kiku smiled, it was nice to see his brother happy again.
"I'm glad Ivan-san enjoys spending time with you, Yao. I wish I could find someone like that…." Kiku said. Yong Soo, who had been leading the way, stopped suddenly and turned to face Kiku and Yao with a mischevious grin.
"Look at you two, you sound like a couple of lovestruck village girls. Why tie yourself to one when you can have many?" It was no secret that Yong Soo was one of the more popular "girls" at the cabaret, he generally amassed a nice group of GIs to entertain.
"Yong Soo, not all of us are so lucky to be as popular as you." Kiku said quietly but Yong Soo just continued on. With his short brown hair with the blue ribbon and his cheerful grin and lively disposition, Yong Soo never failed to catch the attention of the GIs. In fact, both Yao and Yong Soo were pretty popular with Allies. Yao was the picture of Asian beauty–long flowing hair, a sweet face, and light build. It was no wonder why Ivan preferred to stay around Yao.
"Aiya, Kiku, you forget about Asa-san. He's been requesting a lot, lately, aru." Kiku blushed slightly. He didn't want to admit it to his brothers, but Arthur was more of a friend than a companion. He found that he and the Englishman had a lot in common and it was nice to have someone to talk about these interests with.
"Yeah Kiku! What about Arthur?"
"A-asa-san is only a friend…he has someone back home." Kiku said finally.
"So? As does Eduard and Francis but that doesn't stop them from, ah, requesting me." Yong Soo said coyishly as they turned down the alley next to their club. Kiku shook his head, most of the GIs preferred to "look, not touch" seeing as the majority of them had women back home, but occaisionally there was a single one (like Ivan) or ones that simply did not care (like Edouard and Francis). Naturally, Yong Soo attracted the non-single ones.
Finally, the trio arrived at the employee entrance at their club and entered, making sure to sign in first. It was only five-thirty, most of the club's clientele would not arrive until sometime after six o'clock. Until then, they were expected to prepare the club, freshen up, practice any songs, and just make themselves ready for the GIs.
The club was rather small compared to most of the others in the Yoshiwara district but it had a loyal clientele. There were only six hostesses: the three brothers, two girls named Wan and Mai-anh, and then another "girl" named Sunan; the club was run by a man by the name of Kin and Wan doubled as the bartender. It was rather garishly decorated, with a jukebox in the corner and neon signs. The bar was of finely polished wood and even when no one was in there, it always seemed smokey. The exterior was common for the district, a small building with the name of the club emblazoned in neon lights and another sign that simply said "gaijin nomi" to let civilians know they were not allowed inside.
They began making preparations such as cleaning as well as stocking the bar, setting up the jukebox, and just trying to keep themselves occupied until the patrons arrived. Seeing that it was Friday, they probably wouldn't have long to wait. Sure enough, at six o'clock on the dot, the first wave of people entered the club.
"There's Ivan-chan," Yao whispered breathlessly to Kiku, pointing to a tall, blonde man flanked by two other people: a shorter, nervous looking boy and then a man of medium height, "and he brought friends, aru! Come on Kiku, let's go meet them, aru. Maybe one of them will take a liking to you, aru." Kiku allowed himself to be led over to where the Soviet was standing, taking pleasure in seeing Ivan's face light up when Yao got closer.
"Ivan-chan!" Yao called out, raising his voice a few octaves. "Its so good to see you, aru!" It wasn't possible for his grin to be any wider.
"Yao-chan," Ivan began in his rough, accented English, "you look beautiful. I'm glad to see that you're wearing the gifts I got you, da." Yao positively glowed.
"It is a gift from my dear Ivan-chan, of course, aru." Yao said sweetly, flipping his hair. "Aiya, who are your friends, aru?"
"Ah, this is Toris and Raivis, they are members of my unit, da." The aforementioned men awkwardly bowed, both of them murmuring polite hellos. Kiku and Yao bowed deeply in return in greeting.
"Hello boys, I'm Yao and this is my sister, Kiku, aru." He said, motioning to Kiku. Kiku gave a shy smile to which Toris returned.
"Pleased to meet you both." Toris replied, not taking his eyes off Kiku. Yao smiled before turning his attention back to Ivan.
"The pleasure is ours, Toris-san." Kiku said, also raising the pitch of his voice. He was about to offer to grab some bottles of sake when he noticed Arthur enter through the door. Politely, he excused himself, making sure to present Toris with his business card before heading over to where the Englishmen sat at the bar.
"Ah, Kiku. As always, it's a pleasure to see you. You look beautiful." Arthur greeted before pulling out the stool next to him.
"Domo, Asa-san. You always have such kind words for me…" Kiku said as settled into the seat. Arthur smiled before ordering a couple of bottles of sake that were promptly delivered. As expected, Kiku poured a generous amount into Arthur's ochoko before allowing the Brit to do the same. Arthur set the bottle down before lifting his cup to toast Kiku's.
"Cheers, Kiku." There was a small clink of the cups and Kiku sipped the warm sake as Arthur did the same.
"Well, what shall we talk about tonight, Kiku? Arthur asked before taking another sip.
"Whatever Asa-san wishes to talk about." Kiku replied.